I’ve thought about it….

The other day…and then just a few minutes ago. It would make things so much more…simple.

But I keep getting up. Moving and shaking right?

On the verge of hysteria…without being hysterical.
small and quiet…
meek and withered...
Not really right for this world.
But not ready for another one.
I’m caught in between it seems
with no where to go…